Thoughts Feeling like a wraith, I wander through life's desolate landscape, a forgotten shadow in a world that never noticed my presence. It's as though I'm a whisper in a hurricane, a fleeting apparition, a relic of a person who could cease to exist without a single soul realizing. The chilling truth is that no one would bat an eye if I vanished into the abyss, for I am convinced that my absence would